This is a song about "Left"

Left you bitches there standing idle

She all that i can handle

Friend after friend left me

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

All the people you left behind.

Never gotta wonder you're right, i left

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

Hold my tears i tried my best

With the rest who are left

'till there's nothin' left.

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

Left, right, left, i've just gotta keep walking.

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

And i'm left for the corrections,

Fuck, clean up on aisle six